Those words are running through my mind as my heart connects to the truth of the same…It depends on whose hands it’s in… My heart stops for a moment as I turn that phrase over and over and over and over and over. The phrase hits home each time I read it or think about it… It depends on whose hands it’s in.

Have I turned my life over to Saviour so it is safe and able to grow and multiply?

Have I freely given every part of my life and held nothing back?

Are all my hopes, dreams, plans, desires etc. placed in His hands?

It depends on whose hands it’s in

It depends on whose hands it’s in

It depends on whose hands it’s in

Enough Said!

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